A Moment Poem by Alex David
A Moment
Every moment seems so fresh, fresh as the morning dew
without ugly past nor the unknown, whats new.
Time seems to slow, occasions thats really few
space conquered, a dimension totally new.
The world seems unknown, a land yet to find
instinct winining, against the thoughtful mind.
Hell has lost its horror, fears left behind
heaven discovered in our hearts, that always bind.
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